From fry pan into fire

Chapter 35

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I comported myself and shut the door behind me. She gestured me to sit which I did.

She adjusted the way she sat on the chair folded her arms across her chest smiling while playfully spinning the chair slowly.

" Who knew you'd be my mentee? Mr lover boy" She smirked. " So you are Damien Daniel?" She asked looking straight into my eyes lustfully.

" Yes". I remembered how angry she looked when I told her I was married and love my wife the day before.

" Alright Mr Damien let me introduce myself,I am Beatrice Thompson. Here is my personal file,it has all the informations you need to know about me, my career, the university I graduated from,my marital status as well as other relevant informations" .

I collected the file and scanned through them. What I saw amazed me. She graduated from the most expensive and most popular university in the city, crystal university a place where the president daughter attended. I could never even imagine of going there for studies.

I also saw that she won the inspired art competition three years ago. 'She must've been good for her to win such a big competition" I thought.

Her marital status showed that she was divorced with no kids.

I returned the file to her when I was done and then she stood up from her chair and sat on the table facing me directly.

She moved close to me and whispered in my ear " If you want to win this you have to cooperate " .

She returned back to her seat and told me to get ready for work the next day after which she gave me an assignment to impress her with my painting.

As she discharged me I wondered how come she's already divorced at such a young age and why was she among the students during the pre competition introduction.

I went back to the my personal practice room which were given to all 50 of use earlier. I thought of painting a little before finally going home, 'that would probably be what I'll submit to Miss Beatrice tomorrow' I thought.

I brought out my cellphone from my back pocket to inform Seraphine that I'll be staying out late tonight.

When I was done calling her I began to paint.

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Still painting I didn't know when Miss Beatrice entered the room until she called out " Oh you're still here Damien. That's great" I wasn't done painting so I quickly stood up preventing her from seeing the image.

"Are you almost done?. I haven't been able to get hold of my driver for a while and I cannot drive well at night,can you render me your assistance and take me home" She said.

" I'm not done with the painting yet and also why don't you go by the bus or stop a taxi?. I can help with that" I replied but it was obvious she was displeased by my reply .

"Okay if you say so then wrap up and get me a cab". I nodded in affirmation.

Done minutes later I joined her in search for a cab,I got one she entered and I paid for the fare.

I looked at my wrist watch to check the time, I was already an hour late to the time I told Seraphine I'd get home. She must be worried and what's worse,my cellphone went off earlier.

"Port"I said after finally stopping a cab driver.

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Seraphine was pacing to and fro the living room with her eyes constantly staring at the phone on the table. I could see her through the glass. I entered the room and she looked in my direction,I heard her sigh in relief before bombarding me with questions.

I told her I lost track of time while I was painting leaving the aspect of having Miss Beatrice as my mentor. She told me to eat before heading to bed,I went to the bathroom to take a shower while she lay on the bed.

I felt like telling Seraphine all about Miss Beatrice but I couldn't,ever since Mia's issue was solved I don't want to ever give her a reason to doubt me.

I decided to keep it to myself, I don't want Seraphine hurt. Not anymore.